Thursday, December 04, 2014

Home Again

These days, it takes me a lot longer to recover from things.  We spent all last week in Omaha, Nebraska, celebrating Thanksgiving with my daughter and son-in-law, Kelley and Allen.  It's always fun once we get there, and we're always glad to get back home.  However, it has taken me until today to recover. 

The difficult part is the seven hour drive each way.  If there's a more boring drive in this country, I can't imagine what it is.  From Kansas City to Omaha, there is absolutely nothing interesting to see.  It's just flat, straight countryside with nothing to relieve the boredom.  I don't know how people stand to live in Iowa.  One year, we decided to vary the route, and drove through parts of Kansas, with the same result.  Yawn.

Anyway, as I was saying, once we got there, the fun began.  Kelley had to work Monday and Tuesday, but Allen was off all week, which meant he and Jay could run and play - by that I mean they could explore the newest breweries and I could stay at the house with the grandpuppies.  We napped together.

On Thanksgiving, Kelley served a breakfast casserole that had been in the crock pot all night.  Yummy.  Later that morning, we had Mimosas, while Kelley prepared Turkey Roulade with chestnut stuffing.  We didn't exactly have the groaning sideboard that a lot of families have, as there are only four of us in my little family.  But, we did have the usual mashed potatoes and green beans, cranberry sauce, gravy and rolls.

While we ate our meal, Kelley put a delicious apple pie to bake in the oven, which we had a little later, with vanilla bean ice cream.

It was a very tasty day.  We had a nice visit and on Saturday, we made the long, dull trek home.

Now, on to Christmas, which will be pretty quiet, as always.  We will put up our little tree, hang a wreath on the door, finish our shopping, and we'll be ready for Santa.

Stay tuned.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Missouri Simmers

I have been watching and waiting to see what is going to happen in Ferguson, Missouri when the grand jury makes a decision whether to indict the police officer who shot down an unarmed teenager not long ago.  It is actually making me a bit anxious, wondering what in the world is taking them so long to make a decision.

I can't help thinking the grand jury members are afraid to make a decision.  They must have thought things would die down in time, but that hasn't happened.  If anything, things have gotten worse.  I don't blame them for dragging their feet.  Things could get really bad, really fast, if they don't make a decision they can back up with hard facts one way or another.

The media hasn't helped the situation, as usual.  They are obviously hoping for a conflagration. Even Missouri Governor Jay Nixon seems to be nervous, so he has declared a state of emergency.  Some think this may signal that he has some advance warning, or it could mean that he feels he has to do all he can to keep the peace.

I expect we will have a decision withing the next few days.  All we can do is hope that community leaders,both black and white  will be able to keep everyone calm. and hopefully, everyone in that part of the state can move forward, and have something to be thankful for on Thanksgiving day.

Fingers crossed.

Stay tuned.

Friday, November 07, 2014

The Government We Deserve

When you consider how I love to rant and complain, you might think it strange that I didn't jump back into blogging as the election neared.  I can't explain it, either, except that I have been so disgusted with what has been going on, and I can see so many problems with this country, and no one trying to solve them, that I simply didn't know where to start. I still don't know, but I'm going to make a stab at it, and start with the election.  What a debacle!

Apparently, we have the elderly people, who made up a majority of the voters this year, to blame. It seems they are so afraid of the cultural changes going on, they ran like Lemmings to the sea, and voted for the very party that wants to hurt them the most.  Won't they be shocked when all of their Part D, Medicare and Supplemental health insurance policies skyrocket next year, because the insurance companies will no longer be restrained.  And, if they're not already on Social Security and Medicare, imagine their reactions when they discover that they won't be eligible until they are 70, when they had been counting on retiring at65 or 66. It'll be hard to feel sorry for them. 

On the other hand, we can also blame the young people, who are so shallow, self-absorbed, sex obssessed and undereducated, that they can't be bothered to look around them and see the problems.  Won't they be surprised when they lose their newly acquired affordable health insurance, or are knocked off of their parents health insurance before age 26.  And, minorities share the blame, too, because they didn't bother to vote, for reasons passing understanding.  

Wait until the government shutdowns begin, again, and when they can't vote in the next election due to all the voter id laws, fewer polling places and fewer early voting opportunities that make it crystal clear that voter suppression has worked.

Also, I blame the Democrats, gutless wonders that they are.  They ran like rabbits from President Obama during their campaigns, and still lost because they looked like a bunch of lily-livered cowards. Imaging a Democratic candidate who refuses to say if she did or didn't vote for Obama in 2012!  All she had to do was say something like, "Oh well, you know, I AM a Democrat after all -or- making a joke of it, she could have said, "I held my nose and voted for him, ha-ha. Next question."

America seems to be in a collective coma and who knows what will happen to make them come out of it and pay attention.

I give up.  I really do.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Don't Be Silly

Hilary, Hilary, Hilary. Don't start making silly statements this early in the game.  If you're starting this early, there's no telling what all you'll say in the heat of the campaign.

I know you want to appear to be just like an ordinary citizen.  But, you're not ordinary, so don't be saying obviously untrue things like, "We were dead broke, when Bill left the White House." Nobody believes that. When Bill left the White House, he had millions in speaking fees lined up, and book deals. And, in his fall-back position, he had that cushy government pension and health care. On top of that, you, yourself, were looking at the promise of millions for speaking and writing books. Look how easily you won the race for the U.S. Senate.

No, my dear.  You'd be much better off expressing your gratitude for your many blessings, and the wish that you could help everyone reach his/her potential in life.  Then, pledge to work tirelessly  for the poor and middle class to see that they all have the blessings that they deserve.  Promise to work hard against those who want to keep them down.  Name names. Call out the Republicans, including the Tea Party.  Being rich won't hurt you.  Doesn't everyone want that?  Don't apologize for it.  Own it. 

Come on!  You know how to do it, you've been campaigning continuously since you got out of college.  And, by the way, Bill should be advising you not to make absurd statements.  After all, he has learned those lessons many times himself. But, he had the boyish charm to get himself out of it, and from what I've seen, you'd better no try to rely on charm to get yourself out of hot water. I'm just sayin'.

Listen, lady, I would like to see a woman occupying the White House in my lifetime, and there are not that many years left for me, so pull yourself together.

If you keep this up, I'll be voting for whoever runs against you in the primary.  I'm kind of fond of that Biden guy as it is.  At least when he says something silly, it's off the cuff.   And, he has plenty of that pride thingy I was talking about.

I want to vote for you, really I do.  So, don't let me down, hear?

Stay tuned.

Wednesday, June 04, 2014

Pretension, Thy Name Is Giada (Gee-AH-dah)

Giada De Laurentis  has opened her first restaurant - in Las Vegas.  Here's part of the story:  From Eater Vegas. June 3, 2014:

"FoodTVperson Giada De Laurentiis' anticipated first-ever restaurant, Giada will finally debut at The Cromwell in Las Vegas tomorrow evening, and Eater Vegas reveals the full menu, which restaurateurs have said will be "identical in quality and cost to the prestigious three-star Restaurant Guy Savoy." As promised, the white leather-bound menu features dishes like a $43 "saltimbocca style" veal chop and a $55 whole chicken for two, combining (per the official website) "Italian cuisine with refreshing, Californian influences."
Oddly, the menu also phonetically spells out the names of pasta dishes: The shrimp, lemon, and basil spaghetti ("spah-geh-tee"), pea pesto tortellini ("tohr-teh-LEE-nee"), and lobster ravioli ("rah-VEEOH-lee") are all accompanied by supposedly helpful pronunciations. There's also a separate menu for Giada's Antipasto & Pizzetta Bar, which apparently does not come with pronunciations for items on its salumi board (finocchiona, Bresaola) or cheese plates."

Well, I wonder why she thinks all those  elitist snobs  jet-setters who will go to her restaurant and pay those exorbitant prices won't know how to pronounce the dishes she plans to serve. Aren't they all part of the "upper crust?"

Or, maybe she thinks, being in Las Vegas, her customers will be the great unwashed, kicking up their heels in Las Vegas, after saving up for years.  So, she'll have to educate them about Italian cuisine.

Maybe the education should start in her own kitchen, and she should unlearn the pronunciation of  "Spah-GIT-ti, the way she says it on her cooking show.

Stay tuned.

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Let's See, Who Sould Resign Next?

Asking the guy at the top to resign won't fix the problem.  Especially since the problem has existed since at least l970 or before.

The problem, as usual, is not enough funding, which is Congress's duty.  Maybe Congress should take responsibility and resign.

Or, here's a wild idea!  Let's not have so many unfunded wars, which result in far too many fatalities and even more injuries that need to be treated by the VA. 

Or, let's just talk it to death, as usual. 

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Dexter: He Only Kills the Bad Guys

Now that "Dexter" has run its course, and the series is no longer on Showtime, it is streaming on Netflix, and I'm watching it daily.  I've come late to the party because I don't subscribe to Showtime, so I'm catching up three episodes a day. I'm hooked, even though the writer(s) treat women abysmally.

I was only about three episodes into the first season, and enjoying it immensely, when I felt those old familiar feminist stirrings, and realized that there wasn't a female character who had an ounce of integrity, and if they showed any integrity, they had no moral compass or basic intelligence. You kind of expect the male cops on a series to be, if not dirty, at least bent. So, that was no surprise.  But, not a strong woman in the bunch!  That was too much. Well, not enough to make me stop watching, but enough to make me yell at the screen.

The chief of police is a female Latina, who nobody seems to like very much, although that seems to change as time goes on.  She is vaguely dumb, at first.  It's hard to figure out her character.

Then, take Dexter's girlfriend, please.  When she first appears on the scene, she is still married to a guy who has been in prison off and on for years. They have two kids. She meets Dexter, and suddenly she's so needy, she's hard to watch. She simpers.   "Dexter, I hate to bother you at a crime scene, but I need someone to pick up the kids at school."  And, Dexter wants to please her because she too dumb to figure out what he is up to after hours, (My opinion of her, not his, so much) so he drops everything and does her bidding.  Time. After. Time.  Then, instead of running away as fast as he can, he up and marries her.  And, in the fullness of time, they have a baby.  Then, it's "Dexter, I hate to bother you while you're trying to analyze blood splatter, but the baby won't go to sleep, so will you sing to him?"  And, our hero sings "America the Beautiful" while searching the internet to find his next victim.  Did I mention that he kills bad people? And, gets away with it? And likes doing it?

Dexter's sister is the worst.  She has managed to work  her way up to Detective status, with the aid of her brother's insights.  To say she sleeps around would be a gross understatement.  In addition to her lack of morals, she has the worst potty mouth of any woman I have every seen on any show, and she's proud of  it. She slept with the serial killer that the whole police department was looking for without noticing anything er, strange about him, and even got engaged to him. But, even worse,  she only knows one four-letter word. I was reading about this show one day, and saw that she had said that "F" word 966 time by the time the show aired its Series Finale.  Only one word! Applied to every single situation. How lame is that? Who has that little imagination?

Now, I, myself, don't use very much foul language, although I know some.  I keep it in reserve for extreme situations where nothing else will get my feelings across.  I learned this from my mother. Until I was seventeen years old, I never heard her utter as much as a "darn" or  a "damn."  Then, when I was seventeen, I started getting calls several times a night, with heavy breathing, and threats and dirty language. You know, the usual. I finally told mother about the calls, and she said, "If the phone rings tonight, don't answer it.  I'll get it."  Sure enough, the lowlife called that night, and mother picked up the receiver and let fly with words I didn't even know she knew.  Needless to say, the guy never called back. She knew when to use her store of curse words. I never heard her say any of them again,  But, it certainly gave me an appreciation for the vast vocabulary stored away in her mind, in case she needed it.  And, I have made it a point to emulate her in that way, so watch out.

But, I digress.  The show isn't about the women anyway, it's about sweet old Dexter, who has a taste for murder.  He only wants to kill people who have killed others, and gotten away with it.  He's an avenging angel, so to speak.  He cuts them up, puts them in big black garbage bags and throws them in the ocean, where the gulf stream can take them away to Portugal, or wherever.

I'm only on Season Five, and one of Dexter's bad guys has killed Dexter's wife, just before Dexter catches up with him. Mercifully, she's gone, and so is the bad guy.  The show can't help but be improved by her absence.  There are a few other people in Dexter's life that could meet the same fate, and I wouldn't mourn their passing.

But, wait!  I'm beginning to identify with him!.  That can't be good, can it?

Stay tued.